Noémie Borzeix
Mrs. Holle Just Left the Building



Mrs. Holle Just Left the Building
Wild Thyme Music #3 – A Sonic Interaction In 2004, musicologist Helga de la Motte Haber told me about composer Rolf Julius’ idea for a sound installation next to a highway that would make you forget the sound of traffic. The idea of such an ‘acoustic hole’, as she called it, has fascinated me ever…
In the dim silence of an abandoned building, The Visitors emerge through augmented reality, fragmented sculptures floating where walls once held memory. Their forms, stitched from digital echoes and recycled matter, shimmer against the cracked concrete, observing without eyes. As you move through the space, their presence shifts with you, not haunting, but remembering. https://openar.art/a/7v7CsgLRGqffJt03…
and we headed away from the metro into narrower streets when we took a turn around the corner to the old bus station. The area was a wreck. We took some photos with our phones, spoke about gentrification, lack of government funding for artists and exhibitions we had been to that week. Through the open…
Nikos Branidis My contribution: a sound performance rehearsal, a garland garnishing that monster of a building, a reading of a poem, Heidegger’s eggs, written by Lennox Raphael, who I met in 2021 in an art festival in Copenhagen and one more of one my many own untitled poems. Two days and two nights in that…
Asya Birsel and Robert Selim Hill The all-wind gravedigger “Well… the sea does what it wants. They may have all died together, on the same day or night, but the sea probably spat them out in disorder… The sea is like that…You know, my problem is plastic sheeting… I never have enough for all the corpses…”from an interview…
Languida The audience is invited into a hypnagogic sci-lab, where the elegance of discarded materials is staged. They perform as embryonic creatures. I encountered the performative nature of matter in found objects, seeking to question the anthropocentric gaze of fruition. Collective dreams are released in an intimate space where the spectator’s usually peremptory gaze reformulates,…
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